The second time I went up to build a living room and cultivate arboriculture

However, it is said that Hanpu used his kindness and wisdom to resolve the dispute between the Eastern Tiger Clan and the Western Tiger Clan. The deep feud between the two clans because of generations of fighting has melted away. The news spread, and Hanpu's name spread far and wide, and it became a household name. It is known not only to the various villages of the Wanyan tribe, but also to the various tribes and tribes of the Jurchen. At that time, there were many bloody fights between other villages to which the Wanyan tribe belonged, and there were endless incidents of injuries and deaths. The people of each village are deeply suffering, but they are also bound by the shackles of generational hatred, and they cannot extricate themselves. After the story of Hanpu spread, the tribes sent people to invite Hanpu to help govern. Hanpu is impartial, upright, and impressed. Everywhere they go, they are friends with each other, and their enemies are friends. Hanpu became an auspicious bird in the hearts of the people of the villages of the Wanyan tribe, and even became a saint and a god they admired. After several years of hard work, the customs of the Jurchens have been greatly changed, and the "30 horses and cattle for murder" was advocated and implemented by Hanpu, and then became a customary rule.

When Hanpu and his wife were married, Pujia and Sage Loan presented them with fifty horses and fifty oxen respectively in reward for his efforts to reconcile the generational grievances between the two villages. From then on, Hanpu began to have his own property, and he was no longer seen as an emigrator from a foreign land, but as an indispensable member of the Wanyan tribe. This radical change in concept caused the invisible wall between him and the Wanyan tribesmen to disappear with it. Hanpu and his wife are affectionate and respectful. A few years later, they had two sons and a daughter. The eldest son was named Ulu, the second son was named Hulu, and the daughter was named Zhu Siban, all with Wanyan as their surname. In the language of the Jurchens, these names mean longevity and health, and it signifies the good wishes of the people who sent the letter to the future.

The grass and trees on both sides of the water are green and yellow, yellow and green. How many times Hanpu has seen the grass yellow and the grass is green, even he can't remember. The vicissitudes of time have also left very obvious traces on Hanpu's body. He is still physically and mentally healthy, but after all, he is old, and his hands and feet are not very dexterous. Finally, there was such a day, he lay in bed and could not get up again. Lying on the sickbed, Hanpu thought a lot, a lot, about his life, and he seemed to anticipate that his time in this world was becoming less and less, even extremely limited, and that he should tell his children some things that were pressed on his heart. One day he called his son and daughter to him and said to them, "My children, you have grown up now. With cattle and sheep, there is also a family. But I'm also old, old. Seeing that you are living a good life, I feel very comfortable and relieved. However, there are some words that have been weighing in my heart for decades, and now, I can't help but tell you. Uru said, "Daddy, if you have anything to say, you can say it freely." "Children, you can forget everything, but you must not forget that you are the descendants of Zhu Lizhen," and when Ulu, Hulu, and Zhu Siban heard this, they looked at each other in great astonishment, and they did not seem to understand why their father had asked such a strange question at this time. After hesitating for a while, the three of them said in unison: "Daddy, don't worry, we will never forget that we are the descendants of the Jurchens." When Hanpu heard this, a flower bloomed on his wrinkled face, and he said with a smile: "It's good to remember, it's good to remember, and it must be engraved in your heart forever." ”

In fact, what Hanpu said and what his children answered were not the same thing, and the "Zhu Lizhen" that Hanpu said was his father who died in the coup d'état in the Goryeo court. And what his children called the "Jurchens" was a very large tribe in which they lived. It's just that because of the phonetic error, the pronunciation of "Zhu Lizhen" and "Jurchen" is very similar, and his children heard "Zhu Lizhen" as "Jurchen", but he heard "Jurchen" as "Zhu Lizhen".

Hanpu added: "My children, your ancestors did not live in the village of Seho, but in Goryeo. Your grandfather was an official in Goryeo, but was killed by rebels in a coup d'état. My children, remember these deep hatreds and avenge your grandfather! ”

To Uru, Huru, and the Palette, their father seemed to be telling them a tragic story of a dead man. But the story, although tragic, did not stir up much in their hearts. Because the story is very close to their father, but it seems extremely far away from them. They couldn't say anything, so they had to keep silent. This silence gave Hanpu the illusion that his words had resonated with his children, and he was extremely relieved at the moment, and said again and again: "Don't forget, don't forget." ”

After a while, the meditation board asked, "Where is Goryeo?" How far is it from here, and I've never heard of it? Hanpo said, "To the south, to the south, all the way to the south, it is Goryeo." Goryeo is not like we see mountains everywhere, it is surrounded by water on three sides, and you can see the endless sea. ”

After a while, Uru asked, "Daddy, the child has something unclear, please teach him." The Koreans killed my grandfather in the midst of the chaos, which is a common enemy. If they could compensate twenty horses and ten cows, would the blood feud be resolved? ”

Hanpu didn't expect his son to ask such a question, and he didn't know how to answer it. After a moment of silence, he said, "I thought, maybe that's okay." However, this is not the same as mediating the internal disputes of the Wanyan tribe. Wang Jian is now the king of Goryeo, and he will neither admit his mistake nor make reparations with horses and oxen. I think there is no end to this grudge. My children, you must remember that if you do not take revenge, you will not be the descendants of Zhu Lizhen. ”

When Ulu, Hulu, and Zhu Siban heard this, they didn't dare to ask anything more, and immediately said: "Daddy, please rest assured, since the children are the descendants of the Jurchens, they will definitely avenge their ancestors." ”

Hanpu relieved himself and smiled comfortingly. Because of his excitement, his face became very ruddy, and even his breathing became rapid. He gasped for breath for a while, but finally calmed down. He opened his eyes slightly, and his burning gaze lingered on Uru for a moment, and then shifted to Uru and then to Mindboard. The children gathered around him, anxious expressions on their faces. He comforted them, "It's okay, it's okay." The meditation board said: "Daddy, your body is too weak, you close your eyes and recuperate, and we will be by your side." Hanpu said, "It's okay, it's okay, I have another thing to tell you, and you have to keep it firmly in your heart." We have three brothers, and I am the second in order. In other words, you have another uncle and an uncle. Your uncle's name is Aguli, and your uncle's name is Bao Huoli. At that time, Wang Jian sent his generals to surround the mansion, intending to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots. Thanks to the fact that all three of us brothers have practiced martial arts, each wielding an iron rod, and breaking through the encirclement. However, at the time of the breakthrough, it was scattered. The eldest lived in a monastery in Goryeo and became a monk. The third child went to the bank of the lazy water and started a family. The three brothers were separated and never saw each other again. When the brothers broke up, your uncle said: Even if the brothers can't meet, the descendants will inevitably gather together and do a vigorous career. I think the three brothers are all immortal. Then his words will come true. Uru said, "Daddy's words, the children remember." But what is the basis for recognizing the descendants of uncles and uncles? Hanpu said: "When our three brothers broke up, your uncle wrote the five big characters of 'Zhu Lizhen's position' on the spirit card, and split your grandfather's spirit card into three, leaving one for each. This is the token of your acquaintance. With that, he took out a small wooden box from the pillow. After opening the wooden box, take out a tightly wrapped red cloth from inside. Unfold the red cloth, and a spirit card will be wrapped in it. Hanpu instructed Ulu and Hulu to look at them one by one, but it was a piece in the middle of the spirit card. After that, Hanpu wrapped the spirit tablet in red cloth with his own hands, put it in the wooden box, and handed the wooden box to Ulu, saying, "I am old, and I will leave you sooner or later." The future will depend on your brothers. Good for yourself, good for yourself. "Say it, close your eyes.

A few days later, Hanpu passed away with the satisfaction of being worthy of the world, but also with the regret of not fulfilling his wish. After the death of Hanpu, the disputes between the Jurchen villages must also be mediated by Ulu. A few years later, Pu Jia and the Sage Loan also passed away one after another. After some negotiation, the fathers and elders of Donghu Village and Xihu Village merged the two villages and named them Shuanghu Village. The totem of the village also changed, becoming two fierce tigers standing side by side.

The water flows endlessly all year round, and the scenery on both sides of the strait is picturesque and moisturizing, and it has nurtured the people of the Wanyan tribe. After the merger of the two villages, Ulu was elected chieftain. Respecting ancestral customs, Ulu led his people to live a nomadic life of wandering. In the summer, wherever the water and grass are flourishing, they move there. In winter, when the weather is cold, they choose a low-lying place with a leeward and sunny side, and they cut down trees, tie them crosswise, cover them with a layer of grass, and spread a layer of soil on top of the grass, which is a very simple wooden house on which they live for the winter. When the rivers thaw and spring blooms, Ulu and his tribesmen leave their "safe haven" for the cold season and go in search of a new habitat. However, they never stayed away from the servants. In the simple and simple and leisurely life, Ulu, Hulu and Zhu Siban started a family one after another. Ulu had two sons, the eldest was named Bahai, and the second was named Shilu.

After more than ten years of governance, the water and grass on both sides of the Fugan River are luxuriant, and the Shuanghu village is full of horses and cattle, showing a prosperous scene. One day, Ulu said to his younger brother: "My father's dying will must not be forgotten. It would be nice to see my uncle, my uncle, and their family, and ask him to move to the Servant Dry Water! He said, "Brother, I went to find them, and I fulfilled my father's wish. Ulu said, "Brother Xian is going, but you have to be careful." The brothers said goodbye in tears, and Hulu set off on the road.

After he left the water, he never returned. Ulu later learned that relations between Liao and Goryeo were very tense at that time, and tensions were even more intense inside and outside the border. Unbeknownst to him, he was captured by a Liao patrol and beheaded as a spy when he crossed the border with Goryeo. When Ulu learned about it, he was very sad. He made sacrifices to the heavens by the water, summoning the soul of Hulu.

After more than ten years, Ulu died of illness, and his eldest son Bahai was promoted by everyone as the leader, and the second son Shilu became Bahai's right and left hand. Under their rule, the Wanyan tribe grew stronger.

The brothers still did not forget the last wishes of their ancestors, and on this day, they said goodbye to their brother and went to visit Agu Yao, Baohuoli and their descendants. Bahai and his sons Suike, Sinde, Shekud, Xie Yibao, and Xie Li suddenly came to see off Shilu. At that time, the eldest Sui Ke was only twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest Xie Lihu was still in swaddling clothes, held in his mother's arms. Shi Lu said to Bahai: "The birth of a girl is really not included in the nationality of the Liao State, and the monarchs and ministers of the Liao State have always been worried about this. I heard that the Liao people were about to conquer the Bohai Kingdom, and it was not impossible to use the false plan to destroy the Jurchen tribes and take the opportunity to harass the Jurchen tribes. For the invasion of the Liao, my brother should be on guard. Sui Ke said: "Brother Xian don't worry, I will take care of the affairs in the village, and there will be no problems." ”

Ji Lu left Shuanghu Village this time, and more than half a year passed in a flash. He first went to Goryeo, and then went to Yelashui, a journey of thousands of miles, but he did not meet Baohuoli and Agu Liao and their descendants. On this day, I suddenly felt frightened and restless, and a sense of homesickness came to my heart. Suddenly, he had a strange feeling that something was about to happen in the distant village of the Twin Tigers. So, he decided to return to his hometown.

When he stepped onto the bank of the river, he was stunned by the terrible sight before him. On both sides of the water lay the corpses of the Wanyan people, scarred all over their bodies, and blood continued to seep out from the wounds, and fell into the river drop by drop, and even the river turned red. The tribe had been reduced to scorched earth and ruins, and only scraps of cloth had been left of the tents. The big trees were burned to the point that the trunks were only two or three feet high, and they were still emitting green smoke. There were several crows flying and screaming in the air, and a few wild wolves scurrying back and forth in the smoke. What was once a thriving village is now an eerie cemetery. He was stunned for a long time and was grief-stricken. He didn't know what caused this flying disaster, and he planned to find an acquaintance to find out. However, after walking back and forth in Shuanghu Village a few times, I didn't find a single figure. At this time, he finally believed that this catastrophe had completely destroyed Shuanghu Village.

Shi Lu stood on the bank of the Fuganshui River and cried loudly. Tears fell into the river and mingled with blood. He gritted his teeth and said, "This revenge must be avenged." After a long pause, he finally opened his legs and walked towards the edge of the village. Just as he was about to leave the village, he heard someone calling him. When he looked up, he saw a man beckoning to him on the cliff above his head. It turned out to be none other than a respected old man in the village of Shuanghu. He hurried up to the top of the cliff and wept opposite the old man.

I cried for a while and held back my tears. "Tell me, what's going on?" The old man said: "This disaster happened yesterday, and it was brought to us by the people of Liao. The Liao people sent troops to conquer the Bohai State and passed through the Jurchen tribe. More than a dozen people broke into the Shuanghu tribe, asking for horses, cattle and sheep, and people. They also took the women of the village captive and tried to commit indecent acts. As a result, the indignation of the villagers was aroused. In the fight, they were all killed. In this way, it is like stabbing a hornet's nest. The Liao people sent tens of thousands of people to wash the Double Tiger tribe in blood. Ji Lu asked, "Could it be that all the people in the village died in this disaster?" The old man said, "No, not really. When I saw that the big thing was not good, I shouted loudly for everyone to avoid and not fight to the death with the Liao. As a result, quite a few people escaped. I also escaped with Suike and hid in an inaccessible cave. Today, I plan to take another look at the inseparable Shuanghu Village, but I unexpectedly met you. Ji Lu said: "As long as there are people, they can't believe in revenge." ”

He followed the old man to the cave where they were hiding, which was extremely high and steep, and inaccessible to people. From here, looking down on both sides of the water, the villages of Shuanghu are in full view. Sui saw that his uncle came, threw himself into his arms, and cried incessantly. He pointed to the bottom of the mountain and said to Ji Lu: "The Liao people rushed in from that valley mouth, and my father fought fiercely with the Liao people at the valley mouth, and cut down more than a dozen Liao soldiers in a row. In the end, he was wounded and died in Taniguchi. Shi Lu said: "Your father is good, a hero in the Wanyan tribe, and the Jurchens will not forget him." ”

After spending a few days in the cave, they buried their relatives of the tribe who had been killed in the catastrophe. The old man asked, "My child, what should I do next?" Ji Lu said: "Remember the servant dry water, remember the double tiger tribe, and bury the hatred deep in your heart." Get out of here, go somewhere else, carve out a life, create a future. The old man said, "Son, let's go together." Let's go, let's go now. ”

The three men left the water and went north. They climbed over mountains and through valleys in search of their ideal habitat. On this day, they walked into a canyon, and after walking a short distance, their eyes suddenly opened up. In front of them appeared a wide, flat mountain meadow, through which a small river flowed. Everything here is golden and shining brightly. Golden sunshine, golden meadows, golden water, golden rocks, golden trees. What makes them even more curious is that even the small animals that live here are golden, golden sika deer, golden monkeys, golden birds, golden swimming fish, .......

Sui Ke exclaimed: "Uncle, look, the world of gold. The old man said, "Yes, this is a good place." He said, "Good, good, God's best, we will settle down here." ”

The first thing they did was give the river a name, Haigushui. After that, it all started from scratch. Although he did not find his relatives as he wished, he saw many new things, and he wanted to create a new life as he saw and heard. So, the trees were felled and a simple but very warm and comfortable house was built. He also reclaimed the wasteland, and sowed seeds in the oil-blackened and fertile soil. In addition, railings were built and cattle, sheep, pigs and deer were fed. They abandoned the nomadic lifestyle of their ancestors who lived in pursuit of water and grass, and began a new settled life based on cultivation and arboriculture.

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